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The power of the wasteland should not be underestimated, and the sword of Gumo hummed for a long time, colliding fiercely with Shangguan Yan's blood rose. Shangguan Yan returned from a long journey to Mobei. The two of them were sleepless with Chihiro, and they were a little physically exhausted at the moment, and they gradually fell behind.

Chihiro suddenly turned around, and at first glance saw blood splattering.

The sword penetrated Shangguan Yan's shoulder blade, and the wasteland hit Shangguan Yan's chest with one palm, directly sending Shangguan Yan Zhen flying.

"Yan'er!" Qianxun flew quickly, stretched out her hand to stop Shangguan Yan's waist, and then landed steadily, "Yan'er? ”

Blood poured out of the wound like an infusion, staining Shangguan Yan's dress red.

"Young Master...... You go! Shangguan Yan couldn't lift his true breath, the corners of his mouth kept overflowing with blood, and his face was like ashes.

The shadow guards rushed up. Qianxun gritted his teeth and leaned Shangguan Yan against a stone wall, "Hold on!" If you want to live together, you want to die together! ”

The embroidered spring knife stood horizontally in front of him, and Chihiro's wrist shook, and there were countless sword flowers in an instant.

The true qi is all instilled in the embroidered spring knife in his hand, his eyebrows are warm, and he is angry.

Horizontal and vertical are dead, it's better to fight!

The Hasuma sword reached the center of Chihiro's eyebrows, saying that it was too late, and Chihiro flicked her body, and the blade of the sword grazed her ear, cutting off her sideburns. Span around, step back, and do it all in one go.

Chihiro does a nice volley. Steadfast from the wasteland's killer moves.

Backhand. What a return to the carbine.

The wasteland was frightened, and the Hatama sword met the embroidered spring knife.

Fiercely cut off the knife in Chihiro's hand, and slammed it towards Chihiro with one palm.

said that it was too late and that it was fast, Chihiro did not avoid or hide, but met his palm.

But when the palm was about to fall on his body, he pushed out a palm with all his might, and in an instant, each slapped the other. Chihiro was shocked and flew out and fell to the ground hard, a mouthful of blood gushing out.

The wasteland took a few steps back, and blood fell to the ground from the bottom of the veil.

"Ruthless!" The wasteland only felt that the blood in his body was tumbling violently.

Only by taking the wasteland in the palm of her hand can Chihiro hit the wasteland at close range. Chihiro knows too well that there is still a distance between himself and Shangguan Yan's martial arts cultivation, and even Shangguan Yan is no match for the wasteland. Then she doesn't have the ability to get out of the way.

Case. Horizontal is also a knife, and vertical is also a knife.

Chihiro struggled to stand up, blood staining her lips red, and mottled blood-colored plum blossoms bloomed on the placket.

The body shook slightly, and Chihiro laughed contemptuously twice, "How does this palm taste?" ”

"Sure enough, it's the commander's wife, who is so cruel to herself." The wasteland approached step by step, "Now what trick do you have?" Hand over the Flower Stone, and I'll let you live. "The name of the group is sarcastic.

"You've already moved the killing intent, will you let me live?" Chihiro sneered, retreated step by step, and when she retreated to the rock wall of the canyon, there was no way to escape.

"Young master?" Shangguan Yan shouted weakly, crawling on the ground covered in blood, but he had more than enough heart but not enough strength.

The Haruma sword dragged on the ground, rubbing against it to make a clear sound. Shangguan Yan's blood was still stained on his head, "Even if you refuse to hand over the Liulan Stone, it will be the same to kill you." ”

The sound of horses' hooves resounded throughout the canyon, and it was the sound of the Jinyiwei's horsemen coming quickly.

The hustle and bustle of the flying, accompanied by the sound of neat and orderly iron hooves from far and near.

At this moment, the wasteland has been injured, and whoever comes cannot fight them.

Chihiro chuckled, "You can try and see if you can kill me!" Otherwise, when I go to the Thirteen Princes' Mansion and confront the prince, you will die! ”

The wasteland retreated step by step, with a cold look in his eyes, "Kill her!" ”

The sound fell, but he rode away by himself.

The shadow guard only obeys orders, and naturally doesn't care about where the wasteland goes.

Chihiro gritted her teeth, still clutching the embroidered spring knife that had been broken by the wasteland. The shadow guards rushed straight in, and the true qi in Chihiro's body had already collapsed, and at this moment, ......

There are empty sword moves, no internal strength.

Tumbling on the ground, Chihiro rolled on a donkey to avoid the oncoming blade, and was hit by a sword on his back, and the blood instantly stained his back. She was waiting, just waiting for the Jinyiwei's Tiqi to arrive at the last minute.

The sound of horses' hooves is getting closer and closer, but the vision is getting more and more blurred.

She fell to the ground weakly, looking up at the smoke billowing ahead.

The chill was in the bones, and the blade fell fiercely.

Chihiro hung her head weakly, and she no longer had any strength.

"Madame!" There should be no need to shout.

In the remaining sight, there is a red dress rising in the wind, enchanting like a flower blooming on the other side of the Lechuan River, red like blood, but it is enough to seduce the soul.

The familiar aroma of mandala, with a hint of mint, fills the nose with a sense of smell.

That's his breath.

After a long absence, something wet slipped from the corner of his eye, silently.

His waist tightened, followed by his thick embrace, which warmed the coldness of his body. It is worth using the blood of this body to warm his elegance.

With a slight chill on his back, he raised his hand to stop the bleeding for her.

The red-clothed python robe staggered to the ground, his eyebrows were picturesque, and his delicate facial contours were peerless, and there was a layer of gold in the shimmer. The phoenix's eyes are slightly raised, the black crow's feather-like eyelashes fall mottled silhouettes, and the jade-like skin is full of light, just like a person carved from jade, so beautiful that it makes people lose their hearts.

Hooking her lips and sneering, the moonlight in her eyes overflowed with a little coldness, and the sound of string plucking echoed in her ears, "Something that doesn't make a device is just some waste, making it so embarrassing." ”

A strong aura suddenly spread out from his feet.

I could only hear the hysterical wail, accompanied by the flying of severed limbs, and a long burst of red blood.

Eyes slowly opened, Chihiro's slightly white lips couldn't stop trembling, and the cold hand finally wrapped around his neck, but it was a low choked voice, "Master......"

Lou Zhi's face was slightly cold, he looked around, and increased the strength of holding her, "Useless things." ”

The blood on her back stained his robe, but he didn't notice it.

His gaze fell on her black hair, and there was a streamer under her eyes, with a bit of mist. Taking a deep breath and taking a look at Ying Wuqiu, who quickly picked up Shangguan Yan, Lou Zhi quickly turned over and got on the horse.

Shangguan Yan sat on the back of the horse, leaning all her weight on Ying Wuqiu's arms.

It is rare to see her so docile and weak, the stubbornness in her eyes, and she is as quiet as the most ordinary woman. The body was clinging to it, and his chest was so warm that it slowly burned her heart.

Lou Zhi slowed down his pace, lowered his eyebrows and looked at Chihiro in his arms, the light in his eyes dimmed a little. Holding her with one hand and holding the reins of the horse with the other, his eyes never left her green silk.

I still remember that the dynasty became snow at dusk for the green silk, and finally exchanged for the twilight snow into the memory of the green silk.

"Master, I'm back." Chihiro snuggled into his arms and closed her eyes heavily.

With you is peace of mind.

The phoenix's eyes raised slightly, but there was a cold snort between his noses, "I finally have a little conscience, remember to come back." The red sleeves flicked, and the ink-colored shawl on her body fell abruptly, gently covering Chihiro's body. In the sun, the golden silk embroidered blood lotus on the shawl scorched its brilliance.

Inadvertently, the corners of the glamorous lips evoked a hint of an invisible smile, and the frost and snow under the eyes gradually melted.

The Jinyi Weiti rode towards the capital, but they didn't know that in a secluded place not far from the canyon, a large number of dead soldiers of the Nanli Kingdom were killed, and no one was left.

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